You taught us how to harmonize, but now we are just discordant noise without your cue. The sheet music is still on the stands, but the melody died the moment you walked out. Tomorrow the room will be full of voices, but it will be the quietest place on earth. You spent a lifetime tuning our souls, only to leave us to drift completely out of key. We learned to hold our breath for the final note, but you never told us the song would end in silence. The stage lights are fading, your baton is down, and we are left singing a eulogy for the music we lost. You gave us our wings and our music, but you left before you could hear the final chord.
Good, but we all know that's Ai Pau Lian😉